MY HUSBAND IS PRESDIR

MY HUSBAND IS PRESDIR
MARYAM NURI'S COUSIN



Well everyone, the meeting for today until here, and do not forget to do your job for the presentation next week, with that word2 the lecturer closed his learning,,


Nuri now re-cleansed the book or stationery, some of her students approached her, and she heard one of them say: 'She said: 


come on you there, please,


,ih, not you, no, no,,


Nuri looked up, she saw 4 girls she didn't know were pushing each other, until she finally said, are you guys there to be with me,,


Nuri saw them misbehaving,,,eh, a wavy long-haired girl has a thin face with a small nose running shy2 towards her,,, she said,,


sorry Nur I, he sounded hesitant, Nuri waited patiently, I was a little difficult ma'am with a lesson about accounting, I was weak in the count2an, the girl in front of him looked back down afraid to see his eyes, he said,


Maryam just looked at her friend with a frown, not responding to the girl again stammering, "Nur." she said, she looked at her temen2, asking to be strengthened, me, me, she said,,and my friend he put his chin on his temen2 who looked at him in the hope that they would quickly leave from there, Nuri followed the student's gaze in front of him towards his temen2 who smiled awkwardly at him, Nuri, can we ask us to teach us we gakz as if you were just accounting, he said, venturing out,."if you don't mind." he said quickly2, because he saw Nuri now looking back unblinkingly,,


"whose name are you." asked Nuri in voice for the first time,,,


"riri, airin zira mahendra" he added, they are indeed classmates, but they do not know each other very well.


mmm, Nuri nodded, "alright." , he said, at a glance he saw that the tense face of the girl in front of him looked relieved and relaxed, "i will try because you know I am busy,,I'll try to find time to teach you guys accounts."


"well Nur is okay, "", the voice of the girl named ririn is now excited like the first time,


"i'll call you later said." Nuri draped her bag over her shoulder,,


The children said, "say thank you Nur.' he said with a smile, for the first time Nuri realized that the girl in front of him turned out to be a very beautiful girl, Nuri smiled and left her class.


Still at 10am when Nuri left the class, when she did not have any activities, she decided to go somewhere she used to go when she felt a lot of thoughts 


The speed of his motorbike brought him to a small park located in the center of the city, the park is indeed not as big as other parks 2 in Jakarta, but the park is clean with a variety of trees 2 various types are planted as shade,,, but the park is clean with a variety of trees 2 various types are planted as shade,,in the middle of the park there is an artificial lake that is not too big, around it is named for a variety of flowers that are now in bloom, Nuri sits under a shady tree near the lake with green grass,, and,,his eyes were directed at the butterfly2 that perched on the flowers that bloomed, the atmosphere of the garden on that day was not too crowded because it was still working hours, only a few people passed by,,,, and,,he opened his bag to pick up the diary he was carrying for the first time he usually never brought it, ever since the desire of his father who asked him to have a child that could not be realized in the near future, he always wanted to shed his sigh and share the burden with the book he had considered a friend where he poured out all his heartbreak, and mostly about one name, the God of her husband, she opened her book, she said,,every time he saw the name written with large letters in the first part of his book made his heart rustle, he felt at home lingering at the name, seeing that name alone was able to make him smile and burst out for a moment of his anxiety,,, and,,after being satisfied to stare at the name he then re-scratch every complaint,,,


dear diary


I just got home from college, it's too early so I decided to go to a place where I could calm my heart down a little, I don't know, what's going on with me,, what's going on with me,,sometimes I feel crazy because, no matter where I am, I always remember one name, one name that makes me rustle if I remember it, like I am in a beautiful garden now, like,,a conducive place to think about it, but, on the one hand I feel sinful because I actually2 realize that thinking about it is a mistake, but I don't know what else to do,,I just hope that God understands my situation and forgives me that I shouldn't have, but my hope, I want to see it even once in my life, I'm sure, I do, I do, I do,,,there will come a time when we will meet


God, my beloved husband. 


Nuri closed the diary and put it next to her, the wind pounding on her face blowing her hair up, Nuri closed her eyes trying to enjoy every gust of wind,,she hoped that the wind would also blow away all the restless and restless things that were lodged in her heart, she opened her eyes and she felt calmer,, she leaned against the tree behind her,,, she said,,a gentle gust of wind she could not help but put her to sleep, closing her eyes slowly and bringing her into a dream.


****


Nuri was in a place unknown to him, the atmosphere in that place was very beautiful like a flower garden, which spread the fragrance where2, he saw his appearance from the tip of his hair to the tip of his feet,, he saw his appearance,,she was wearing a beautiful white dress like a wedding dress, the first thing she felt she liked the dress she was wearing, she was spinning around in the middle of the flower garden and her dress was expanding at the bottom as she spun, she was,,he stopped twisting his body as soon as a voice behind him greeted him,,


you're beautiful Nuri,,


he turned around and found a handsome man who was also wearing a beautiful garment that fit his body, god, his whisper smiled, and he smiled,,the man called God then clenched his hand and pointed it at his lips Nuri blushed in embarrassment, and the God then crouched down in front of him, looking at Nuri who was also looking back at him, and the God said something that made him happy 


do you want to marry me,,


Nuri of course wanted to without having to think but sebulum he had time to say ea, he heard another voice that said hey loud enough to be able to distract him from the Gods, he said,he looked around him there was no one else but himself and the Gods in that place,,because he did not find anyone who was there other than himself and the God was returned to turn his eyes to the Gods and now the Gods also disappear,The god shouted while trying to find the presence of the God who had been with him for a few seconds, and he heard a voice even louder than his voice and he gasped, he opened his eyes slowly,as soon as he opened his eyes to an unknown young man right in front of him, he blinked several times to make sure it was just a dream but as soon as the young man got too close he realized it was not a dream, Nuri who was shocked and shocked the repel pushed the young man's shoulder and reached for his bag and held him right up to his chest, he obedience glanced left-right,,and if this young man like 2 he just stayed screaming because they were in a public place,, seen the young man was also as shocked as he was, but maybe shocked in another context, he said,maybe the young man did not expect his strength to be that strong to push him so that it could irritate him a few meters, he saw the young man like stroking his camera that hit when he pushed him,, he said,,and when he confirmed the camera was fine2 the young man said hi, with a smile, with a smile, with a,,


you, who knows who,,


oh the young man now stood up and Nuri also quickly stood up further pressing her bag in front of her chest, the young man reached out his hand intending to introduce himself,,


I'm bram, you ask me back, he introduced himself without feeling guilty at all because of the shock of nuri


still fixated on his place, Nuri noticed the hand of the young man named bram was back to look at his face in front of him with the feeling of was2,,, and,,the first thing that was concluded when the young man who was estimated to be his age was that the young man was no good,,because the first guy had long hair and pierced even though he was actually in the middle of the fear he felt he admitted that the guy was handsome, Maryam quickly shook his head, and said 


sorry I had to leave, he looked at the face in front of him that was now pulling his hand back, I buru2, very quickly he stepped past the young man,,after a few meters he turned around and still found the young man standing he looked confused, but he quickly turned his head so that he made his neck hurt, then Iup2 he heard the young man screaming 


hey, after that he didn't hear apa2 anymore because he was speeding up, while that young man named bram, smiling amused himself behind the girl who was getting far more powerful,,he knew that the girl felt fear from the radiance of her eyes, and,,


you weird girl, he muttered, I want to say what 2in him, even though I want to say2in I have to choose 2 too, he is far from my type,, but,,


bram picked up his camera on the ground, and saw a pink book with a picture of flowers2an, when he realized it belonged to the girl,,he tried to stop the girl who was getting further away by calling out to him, to reform if any of her things were left behind


hey, there's your stuff left behind, but now that weird girl has disappeared from his sight, he doesn't intend to go after the girl in the least,,, you know,,he secured the book that was supposed to be a diary in his jacket, and he then passed by to digglkan the garden, with the promise he would come back


****


Nuri has a cousin named Maryam, she is a lecturer.


maryam is a hobby of writing in her diary, the same as Nuri who is also a hobby of writing a diary, this is the heart of Maryam in the diary about a man named Alfa


Dear diary, yes,,


12 Years ago when I was in school with him, I mean not just one school with him, but I also had a class with him,at that time2 we still wear blue and white uniforms, young Junior High who is still snot that people say, if we fall in love at that age is said to be with the love of monkeys,, if we fall in love at that age,,but I consider my love for him is not monkey love, because if love is only monkey love, why until now I still harbored the same feeling he was, well,, he said,, maybe people will think I'm crazy or what, I don't know, but I don't care, in fact, until now after twelve years of long separation from him made me still harbored feelings for him, in fact,this feeling is always my own pendam and no one knows about my feelings, including him, only this diary book is where I always pour out all my heart, even though sometimes I am always angry, but sometimes I am always angry,kesel, sometimes I slammed him, but anyway he was always a good temen for me, oh back to kedia, after graduation smp, after graduation,I was still snotting when she was with her guy-and-girl friends doodling her uniform as a sign that she graduated,and I saw that they put each other's signature2 on a uniform that was full of color, while I was a calm, shy child, who probably wouldn't dare like they doodled my school uniform, even though later I won't wear it again, I can only look at it from a distance, not apa2, instead,because I was always educated from childhood with a panatic religious upbringing by my parents,considering that my family also comes from a simple circle makes me always think again to throw away something that still has benefits for others, including the uniform that I wear for the last time, for the last time, which far 2 days I intend to donate to children in need, because my uniform is still good because my diligent ironing,,it's not that I don't want them to celebrate graduation with such excessive exposure, I really want to, but, I'm afraid of my mother's anger, eh errat is not really angry,,,, I want to,,all my life my mother and father they have never been angry at all, they were very patient people in educating me, because they my parents kept me proud of them, no, but that was the fact,,I imagine when I came home in a uniform full of doret2an like my temen2, my mother must be shocked and say,astgafirullah nduk, yah nduk, it is my parents' affectionate call to me, my mother, I am very surprised,my father and mother are native Javanese who speak fine katanay, and migrate to Jakarta once they are married, your baby kok dicoret kayak gini, our country has run out of kanfas what,,, kajumu kok,,inget nduk even though you have not used the uniform again, the uniform must be very useful for others, even though my mother is not angry but I am horrified to imagine that until I make it sprain, it is very useful for others,back we are forgotten for a moment, when I saw me standing near the board mading standing glued to witness the fanfare and commotion created by temen2 in my generation, including my eyes focused more on him, he said, which from the beginning I noticed her lips always showed her a big smile, she arrived2 set her eyes on me, inexplicably she smiled and walked my meditation, of course making me shocked and panicked, of course,like I said in the beginning2 that he and I were a class, we were actually a class when 9th grade, 7th and 8th grade we were not in class, if we said we knew each other, yes, we knew each other, but nothing more than a classmate, as long as I knew him, he only twice he greeted me including on the day of our graduation I was writing this,I was always looking at him from afar, once he was in front of me, whether this was just my feeling or I was just a kegeeran, I saw his smile getting wider, he said,making my heart beat faster than usual, was2, groggy, cold sweat, my legs lemes like agar2 that can't support my body weight, something that often happens when I'm so close to it,I wanted to hide but I didn't, half my heart told me I wouldn't see it for long enough and I shouldn't have avoided it,and my guess is correct because twelve years have even though I have never met him, let alone met, heard the news I never had at all, once he has come before me he smiles,, he smiles, and,,I misbehaved in front of him, and then he said


you're standing here, not going with the others graduating, , I can only shake my head without anyone coming out of my mouth, my lips feel locked, you must have guessed it,and his guess was that he deserved to be a fortune teller, I'm still in, seeing that I'm still silent he added, well, I must have passed, you're the smartest girl in our corner, the proud student of the teachers, and you're the smartest girl in our school,she really is, I am indeed the smartest girl of one school instead of me being arrogant or proud, the proof is that in this elite school I get a full scholarship and every semester I always subscribe to the general champion, he said, and the last proof that I am smart is the second highest nem value, she stretched out her pure white hand, her sweet smile never left her reddish lips, I shook it with a slight quiver,, I, you know,,but my mouth remained locked, I felt her delicate hand shake my hand tightly, she took off my hand and turned around without looking back, I saw that he had now joined his temen2 which I had noticed from afar like asking him what he was doing, then he turned to me again smiling for sure, and his friend also followed2an looked at me,,,, and,,I just smiled stiffly, and at the end I cursed my stupid self for not talking to her before, when it was my last chance, I said,,until now, I still carry regrets.I always wondered to myself if I would meet again with him, alfa, his name is alfaro adi barata complete alpha. a nice, cool name like the guy for sure, and I'm using big letters on the first page of every book in my day, which I'm writing right now,


tokk,, tokkk, I closed my door in a hurry and ended my confidement as soon as I heard the sound of my bedroom door being knocked,,


“ndukkk” heard my mother's soft voice calling me from outside my closed room, I buru2 stepped towards the door because I didn't want my mother to wait and as a good and devoted child, she said, I didn't tell my mother from the room, I opened the door and I saw my mother standing at the door, too,,


“ea,,,bue,”


“nduk eat malem first, there is already a father and tole wait”


“baik bue”, before following my mother in the middle room, I wear a hijab that for 15teen years always covers my crown.


Oh well I forgot, introduce my name maryam, exactly siti maryam, my management2, my neighbor2, my students call me maryam, many say that my name is outdated, not cool and blah,, blah, my student,but I don't care about people's responses to my name, the one thing that I'm so proud of the names my parents gave me, I admit when I was sitting on my bench, I was often bullied by my temen2, because he said my name was the same as a fried seller in school, because2 that's why I came home with a rain of tears with a sob almost like a scream, screaming,my mother who was busy serving her customers who were in demand2nya without thinking long left her customers in a hurry to approach me who was still a few meters from home, mother hugged me,,, my mother hugged me,,stroking my hair that at that time had not been wearing a hijab, after I calmed down then mom asked me with her friendly smile that always made me lucky to be born by her,,, she said,,


“why after all nduk” my mother asked me with heart2 as if I was a fragile item,


the first kata2 I put out was,,


“bue, maryam wants to change name, maryam does not want to be named maryam again”,,


I saw my mother sigh still silent and patiently heard my whining, after a brief moment of it she seemed ready to speak, and with her voice so quiet and soothing,, she said,,


“nduk, why would you change the name, siti maryam name is good and very suitable for you”


“anyhow maryam would like to change the name”,my whine to mom,,


“ea but why nduk”, mom still asks my reason,,


“maryam bullied because2 said the name Maryam out of date” obviously me in the middle of my talk, I saw my mother like thinking about something and then told a long story that makes me always proud of my name until anytime,, I see my mother like thinking about something and then telling a long story that makes me always proud of my name until,,first my mother led me, so that at home my mother sat me in worn care, Maryam wanted to hear the story of mother's voice sounded very soft, I did not answer, I wiped the tears that welled up with the back of my hand, she said,and then a wiggle,,


“then,, said the mother began, there was a Muslim girl.and the story of the mother flows I just mangut2 hear the story of motheru until selsai.”that's what makes me proud namau, siti maryam name that makes me


****


The sun slowly entered into its contest, resting after doing its duty of shining on the beloved earth, a torrent of orange color adorning the sky like a painting scratched pasted by an artist filled with feelings of love,, and,,the night crept into darkness which was now illuminated with moonlight perched beautifully decorate the night sky like a king surrounded by thousands of stars2 who seemed to be his loyal bodyguards,,I see the simple azaan calling on Muslims to fulfill their obligations to the creator as one form of obedience, among the crowd who poured out of the mosque, and,,I stood outside the walls of the mosque hugging the Koran that has always been my role model, I waited for my mother and father who were still doing the circumcision prayer, my eyes watching every figure one by one out of the mosque,, and,,sometimes my neighbors stop to greet me, for a second I see my father and mother walking towards me


anyway here nduk asked my father so close, so close,


I thought you'd come home first, my mom again, I thought,,


let's first say sir ali someone I know is our neighbor, the great sir, who is 2 houses away from his house,


come, come, great sir, we will also go home, my father replied, now let's go home with his father and then walk first, then,,


maryam and her mother walked behind her father who led the front. From the mosque to the house of Maryam only passed 5 houses, so usually Maryam and her father and mother often pray congregation in the mosque on foot, some people she knew greeted them on the way home, he said,sometimes they also stop because of the greetings of their neighbors, once they get home,, and,,


nduk, the voice of his father who was getting old stopped Maryam who was holding the doorknob of his room he turned to look at his father,nduk may I speak a moment,,


without asking he replied, sir, for a while, Maryam change mukena first, please,


his father nodded and sat in a wooden chair in the middle room, Maryam rushed to his room, asked in his heart what was the matter until his father asked him to talk, not ordinary2nya, why his father would invite him to visit his sister who is now in Java,ah like not, he was batin. because he could not stand the curiosity he had 2 change his face and wear a black hijab and rushed to meet his father, Maryam found his father was sitting in a wooden chair in the middle room, and, maryam sat on the long bench across the street for the first time when she noticed her father's face up close, the tired face of her father who was fighting hard for her family, a frown almost all over her face,his shady eyes always make Maryam calm when looking at him, his friendly face that always attracts buyers to buy his merchandise, see the old face in front of him want it feels like Maryam takes over responsibility, and the,but he knew his father would say, ''He will say,


you are still able to support you with your own sweat,


his father was so independent and hardworking even though his honor as an SD teacher and selling fried tofu around no how much,and although now Maryam has worked with a salary that is quite even though it is not arguably great she can help the health of her family but firmly rejected her father, for the same reason, with the same reason, 


you should save the money, if you want to help your father and mother, save a little income for your sister's school fees later, your brother will certainly cost a lot, said2 his father was still ringing,,,,,, your brother will certainly need a lot of money,,your sister too is not as cool as you nduk, with her usual brain skills2 she can not get a scholarship like you,,, you know,,


after looking at his father's face he said and withdrawing himself to the present, why sir, Maryam asked while improving her sitting position,his father did not answer immediately but he saw a grim face on his father's face that was not as usual, Maryam just sat waiting until his father spoke,,


nduk, his father's voice broke the silence, after a few seconds of silence, did you not think about getting married,,


maryam was a little surprised to hear his father's word2, this color for the first time his father asked that, even though jasmine had often heard his memoirs temen2nya about himself who was still alive himself, but he was still alive, but he did not bother with the temen2nya stain he tends to approach it casually and said


 my soul mate is still bitten by God he replied whenever asked when to get married, but when he heard his father who immediately asked still made him feel a bit disturbed, he said,


mmm, Maryam was silent not knowing what to answer, but,


his father continued, Your age has died for the household, while the father and mother are getting older every day, his father looked towards the kitchen and looked back at him, in the end of the age of your father and mother, this, I want to take a grandchild from you, his father looked at him with hope hoping that Maryam said “ea” to get married soon, your sister is still a child can not be expected to marry he continued because seeing maryam has not yet responded to kata2nya,,maryam just lowered her head not knowing to answer her father's questions, she just twisted the tip of her hijab, karna indeed she also did not have a candidate, she did not have a candidate,if you can be honest actually his little heart only expects one name as a prospective companion someday,one name that has always been engraved on him since a long time ago even though he knew it seemed like it would be difficult to remember their differences such as heaven and earth, there was indeed a sieh who tried to approach him, he said,some even want to preach it, but Maryam subtly refuses, for reasons that are made up, not ready


the alpha of his sigh involuntarily moved his lips,,


what nduk, said his father heard a jasmine voice that was like a murmur, his father seemed to hear him say ea,,,,,,, he said,,,


uh, sir, he said buru2, aware that he had expressed his heart, and in the end he said,


ea sir, he hoped his father did not urge him to get married, maryam also did not want to procrastinate to perform the sunnah of the apostle, but did you know sen,,


actually said your father nuduk, the sound of his mother who had just come out of the kitchen cutting his kata2, carrying a tray containing 3 cups of tea, his mother apparently heard his conversation with his father from the kitchen or maybe his mother deliberately eavesdropped,,,,put a glass filled with hot tea that still emits hot steam thrust in front of each2 on her husband and two in front of Maryam and she then sat near her daughter who looks uncomfortable with the topic of conversation started by her father, and then she sat down,


we were old, her mother continued as soon as she was seated we wanted at the end of our lives to fondle grandchildren,


maryam looked at her father who took a glass containing tea that was still steaming first blowing it and then attached it to his lips, then said his father again to talk after putting a glass on the table in front of him,, and then he put it,,temen2 at your age already have children, you also do not know what to answer especially if asked temen2 father, then Maryam felt his mother's cold hands clasping her hands, and then Maryam felt her mother holding her hands, 


you guys don't talk like that, he said, you and I will definitely see Maryam getting married and having children,


you already have a candidate to shoot his mother in order to arrive2, Maryam feels stuck, he thinks why his father and mother compact to ask this, whether they have made a deal first, he said, he saw the face of his mother who was also equally tired and old as his father, Maryam shook his head slowly, he then raised his face a little to see the disappointed experiments that were definitely drawn on the face of his father and mother,,,, and,,and indeed his thoughts did not miss because it was clear even though his father tried to hide his disappointment still Maryam saw a stroke of disappointment on the face of his father who tried to hide, while his mother smiled disappointed


maryam is not old2 amet sir, the firmness of defending itself, the problem of marriage is not god's business, if now Maryam is not married well,, maybe it's the best for maryam,,


ea, it is true that his mother timpal patiently as if he again explains one plus one with two in SD children, but humans must also try to invite his soul mate anyway,


maryam again sat down to hear kata2 her real mother, aware as smart as she, a graduate of S2 English, teaching at one of the famous campuses in the capital city, and,still, he will not be able to win arguing with his parents, all this time he did not think too much about a mate even though he repeatedly temen mocked him,,he did not take a headache but the thing about the soul mate was so different once kata2 was immediately asked by his parents, both parents,


yes, his father said, Maryam sure that his father said yes, it means the conversation is closed, you rest aja nduk tomorrow you must teach,maryam glanced at silence2 her father's face was looking for if the face holds anger, but what she saw was no sign2 either from the voice of her father who was angry or the look of his face remained calm and shady,,, but what she saw was no sign2 either from the voice of his father who was angry or the look of his face remained calm and shady, and calm, and shady,,his mother took off her hand, and,,


well, sir, mom, maryam in the room first, she's standing stepping towards her room,,, uh,,


after closing the door behind him heard his father and mother close the door of their room after a grunting kata2 that was not clearly heard from his room, as soon as he closed the door he realized a drop of clear crystal soaked his cheek,,, and,,he tried to gobble it up, he walked with wide strides toward the small table near his bed with a jolt he opened the desk drawer,, and,,taking the diary lying at the top of a pile of neatly arranged diaries under which every 2 sheets have been written by him, diaries that have become his confidant for many years,, and,,slowly opening the diary that he had written, he opened it slowly and on the first sheet of the book, he,,written in black ink with a big letter2 a name that always makes him vibrate just by looking at his name, under it stamped his picture, who was smiling sweetly looking at the camera,,,,, and,,,then he flipped through the written pages and onto the blank pages waiting to be written, he began to scratch every word that he wanted to spill on the book,,,, he said,,,


dear diaray,,,, yes,,,


Tonight, the moon shines brightly, the stars2 flickering under the shade of the night sky, the atmosphere tonight is so perfect that the cool breeze blowing the leaves, but, uh, the, the atmosphere is so perfect,,,this beautiful night was not in line with my heart, why, tonight for the first time my father and mother asked me what I had always feared for them to ask,,I was sad because for the first time I could not fulfill the wishes of my parents in the near future, while their age was getting older, not that I was arrogant or pretentious or what,,, and so on,,there were indeed some of my fellow2 lecturers who had approached, tried to get to know me, some even intended to propose to me, but for some uncertain reason I rejected them in a subtle way,,


alfa, for one word Maryam wrote it feelingly,


ea, alfa he's a guy I could never forget until I was 27, I don't know where he is, I don't know how he's doing, it's wrong, obviously something's wrong, I don't know,,I realized that, as a Muslim I should not think of anyone who is not my muhrim, I know this is a sin, I know this is not okay, but what my day is,,,, I know,,,every time the figure tried to forget, the more I couldn't and made me tormented that finally made me give up, let him re-wander in my heart, but after tonight,, after,,after my parents' second request, the strong feeling of eliminating it grew back, the question for me, whether I could, I don't know, was,,I will just try to take it out of my mind and try to open my heart to someone else who is certainly not a shadow like him, even though deep in my heart I wish I could see it even once,,, he said,,alpha,


the last stroke ended Maryam's writing she closed her diary and put it back into the drawer along with the diary 2 she had written and was full of curses about one person, namely alfa.


****


As soon as he got to the campus and parked his motorbike, Maryam hurriedly walked the campus corridor up one by one staircase, the hijab fluttered in the wind that blew,,,,,, and,,,he was in such a hurry that he didn't realize that anyone was calling him from behind,, no, no,,,


mom,, yelling a girl from behind,,


but the summoned continued to step without looking,,


ma'am, my mother cried out to run after the person called, my mother cried out, screaming the girl did not give up


maryam turned her head and found the student who once asked her to guide her, but she forgot her name,, Maryam now stopped,,,


my mom's ririn,,,


ea why yes,, maryam asked confusedly,,,


ma'am, my mother taught me an extra lesson and my temen2, said the girl named Airin,,,


maryam patted her forehead,,, castaga, oh mother apologized, about that, we say it later well, she said understandingly, now that mother is meeting, Maryam glanced at her clock, and I am late,, I am,,


oh ea bu answered airin looked at maryam until it disappeared swallowed by the stairs.


90 Minutes later Maryam left the meeting room, walking in tandem with the dean of the faculty of economics,,


So,, the voice of the dean of the faculty of economics, I hope that Maryam is the right person as a speaker to be displayed at the Pancasila hotel, I hope,


good sir, I will do my best, said Maryam,,


mr. Beni thinks I really rely on Maryam's mom, her thesis,,, he said,,


accept the trust you have given


they talked until they separated, when Maryam remembered that she had to lecture a 5th-grader, while the man returned to the secretary, she came a little late, and,,he came when the meeting had lasted 10 minutes but sykurnya he did not miss important hal2,,in fact, he was appointed as a speaker representing the campus where he taught in a seminar to be held at the Pancasila hotel that will be attended by students of the faculty of economics at all universities in Jakarta,,he is often the representative of his faculty for such events2, that is because thanks to his cleverness in speaking, so it is not surprising that he received many awards, even he had received awards as an exemplary lecturer,, so he was not surprised,,as soon as he gave the 5th semester of college students, he actually wanted to go home and rest because he felt his body pegel2, but so until the ground floor students who greeted him this morning walked towards him and greeted him,,, and,,


noon ma'am,,, ririn smiled kindly,,


afternoon, you student that morning when Maryam before that girl started to introduce herself again, she said,,


the girl was scratching ea bu,,, ,


about that extra lesson, maryam began, ririn just focus on maryam, I usually only Sunday because on another day2 my schedule is solid,,,, I,,


ririn smiled sumringah, no matter what 2 bu said quickly, as fast as the express train, you can take the time to give additional lessons I have been seneng said ririn sincerely,


well later I will tell you more via email well,,


ea ma'am,, max, ma'am, ririn said before far away maryam,,